Li Weihuan's punch was not light; it made Lu Yinchu stagger back a step, with a whiff of a bloody taste in his mouth!
Once he managed to steady himself, Lu Yinchu touched his lips and said, "Very good, you held nothing back!"
Li Weihuan chuckled, "Of course, with an opportunity so rare, I definitely gave it my all. So, I hope Uncle, you won't go easy on me later!"
"Ha, ha!" Lu Yinchu smirked, adjusting his collar and unbuttoning two of his shirt buttons. His fair neck was exposed. He said, "Well then, see for yourself if I went easy on you!"
Just as his words fell, accompanied by a muffled grunt, Li Weihuan felt a powerful force push him unsteady. He staggered back several steps, almost falling to the ground. Spitting out a gob of saliva, he tasted blood in his mouth!
"I'm elated!" Li Weihuan rubbed his face, addressing Lu Yinchu, "All these years, I've been just a kid in front of Uncle. But at least, during that punch just now, I was a man!"
